Stavanger Bay caterpillars

She hadn't meant to scare him, and felt bad that he had jumped a little. But he recovered quickly, and offered his name. "Nice to meet you Charon. I'm Onyx." She said, he name slipping off her tongue quietly. She liked it and again she wondered what it meant. Her mama had never told her, even though Onyx had learned what her mother's name meant. She had told Onyx that a raven was a pretty, shiny, black bird. Onyx had seen one once and she liked it.